Мокрая мушка Burn it Down

Linkin Park — Burn it down

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Burn it down

The cycle repeated
as explosions broke in the sky
all that I needed
was the one thing I couldn’t find

And you were there at the turn
Waiting to let me know

We’re building it up
To break it back down
We’re building this up
To burn it down
We can’t wait
To burn it to the ground

The colors conflicted
as the flames climbed into the clouds
I wanted to fix this / but
couldn’t stop from tearing it down

And you were caught at the turn
caught in the burning glow
And I was there at the turn
Waiting to let you know

You told me yes / You held me high
And I believed when you told that lie
I played that soldier / You played king
And struck me down when I kissed that ring
You lost that right / to hold that crown
I built you up but you let me down
so when you fall / I’ll take my turn
and fan the flames as your blazes burn


Цикл повторился,
Когда взрывы прогремели в небесах,
Все, что мне было нужно,
Было тем, что я не мог найти.

А ты ждала на повороте,
Чтобы сказать мне.

Мы строим, чтобы
Затем разрушить.
Мы строим, чтобы
Затем все испепелить.
Мы не можем дождаться того,
Чтобы сжечь все дотла.

Цвета вступили в противоречие,
Когда пламя добралось до облаков.
Я хотел все исправить, но
Не смог остановить разрушение.

А ты застряла на повороте,
В пылающем зареве.
А я ждал на повороте,
Чтобы сказать тебе.

Ты сказала мне «да» / Ты вознесла меня
И я поверил, когда ты солгала мне
Я играл роль пешки / Ты была королем
И сразила меня, когда я припал губами к кольцу
Ты лишилась права / носить эту корону
Я создал тебя, а ты предала меня
Когда ты оступишься / я воспользуюсь случаем
И раздую пламя твоих огней.

Tech N9ne, Ryan Bradley — Burn It Down

Бесплатно скачать или слушать онлайн песню Burn It Down исполняет Tech N9ne, Ryan Bradley, в формате mp3 в хорошем качестве.

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Дата выхода: 2015-05-04

Битрейт: 320 kbps

Текст песни

You build me up, you build me up
To watch me fall, and turn to dust
Is this the place, I used to love?
Can’t take no more, I’ve had enough
So burn it down, down, down, down
Down, down, down, down
Burn it down, down, down, down
Down, down, down, down
They lift you up and preach you
Then try to pull you down and beat you
They’re no longer peaceful
Never knew a buddy would become see-through
Make it up so high, they can’t reach you
They just feel the wind beneath you
Camaraderie’s a plum oddity, with some modesty
People abolish he who lovin’ me never idolatry wanted
But they wanna demolish me, question mark
When they know I’m blessed at heart
Try to test Tech when I poke at they chest and bark
Givin’ my blood, sweat, tears and flesh in art
But they come in my circle and make a mess, then dart
I feel like they wishin’ for me to be dissin’ so they can be quick and then
witness me (falling down)
Gotta know that’ll never happen, forever rappin’
So burning it down is the mission
Dismissin’ got a brand new condition, I’m (balling now)
Kill ’em in a really clever fashion
You build me up, you build me up
To watch me fall, and turn to dust
Is this the place, I used to love?
Can’t take no more, I’ve had enough
So burn it down, down, down, down
Down, down, down, down
Burn it down, down, down, down
Down, down, down, down
Why would a good businessman sign a artist
And he really believes he rhymes the hardest
And spend a lot of money and time just to start it
And you think he don’t want you to make it sounds ret—
Uh, Trav ain’t the target, I ain’t the puppet
If you got negativity boy, you better tuck it
Givin’ everything and they trippin’, I had enough
It took me a while for this menace and now, fuck it
Give ’em a record deal, plus the CDs
Take ’em all on tour to give ’em the ups
Put ’em on my record, I do my verse and then I send it to them so I can give
’em the ups
In the long run, they ain’t givin’ a fuck
Said I ain’t takin’ care of my day ones
If I wasn’t, they wouldn’t wait to spray guns
Makin’ the people think I’m wrong is way dumb, nigga
Now I’m tired, hearing my empire’s (falling down)
But it’s really the opposite, and I’ve got a clear
So many more Os, fake family, fake friends, and foes (crawling now)
But Tech Ninna’s outta here
You build me up, you build me up
To watch me fall, and turn to dust
Is this the place, I used to love?
Can’t take no more, I’ve had enough
So burn it down, down, down, down
Down, down, down, down
Burn it down, down, down, down
Down, down, down, down
It’s the reason, me and Trav never had to say «We’re sorry» in this business
Cause we believe if you stay righteous, you’ll receive all your blessings

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Blabbermouth.net —

«Burn it Down»

01. Resurrected
02. Rise Up
03. Burn It Down
04. Judgment Day
05. What Goes Around
06. Bitch
07. Set Me Free
08. Dead and Gone
09. Can’t Take It With You
10. Leave Me Alone
11. Revolution (BEATLES cover)

RATING: 8/10

One might be tempted to ask David Lowy and THE DEAD DAISIES just what the hell the band is trying to prove by ramming four studio albums, two EPs and a live package into a meager five-year span. Culling 14 singles to this point through the supergroup’s latest slab, «Burn it Down», is it too premature to forecast a greatest hits package?

As one of rock’s most in-demand acts for a scene desperately in need of a beacon light, we’ll keep the background detail brief. If you’re a newcomer, THE DEAD DAISIES were founded by guitarist David Lowy and former INXS vocalist Jon Stewart. Along the way, Stewart was replaced by Bernard Fowler, then John Corabi, the latter a well-loved troubadour songbird who has finally found his proper nesting place. The come-and-gone personnel list that has fortified this band in so short a time will make you as dizzy as the Reed who hung here for three years. This includes the recent arrival of JOURNEY/BAD ENGLIGH/REVOLUTION SAINTS drummer Deen Castronovo. Doug Aldrich and Marco Mendoza round out THE DEAD DAISIES‘s current armament, and with them, the band sounds louder, tougher and tighter than ever on «Burn it Down».

If you’re a NASCAR buff, you’ve no doubt caught «Rise Up», the second track on «Burn it Down». If there’s any mission to be staked by THE DEAD DAISIES, it’s to remind the mainstream there’s still a place for muscle rock. The lead-in strums to the fuming march behind «Rise Up» is designed to prime that inner rebel, which not only ye-haws behind the guns of 840 horsepower—restrictor plates be damned—but the average concertgoer looking for a night of release.

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Fans have already come to expect a glossed-up version of American grit and power rock with British-styled blues, saluting everyone from AEROSMITH to THE ROLLING STONES to LED ZEPPELIN, adding shakes of ‘80s glam and hard rock. They also expect an obligatory cover or two, this time turning out a meh version of THE BEATLES‘s «Revolution». The nice surprise to «Burn it Down», however, is how massive it sounds. The album opens with the loud and sweaty «Resurrected», pumping with swaggering riffs all the way through and brilliantly finishing with an unexpected orchestral carnival.

On the ZEPPELIN tip, THE DEAD DAISIES cook up «What Goes Around» and the cocky power strut of «Dead and Gone», one of the album’s meatiest and most enjoyable tracks. To the tune of AEROSMITH, there’s «Leave Me Alone», «Judgment Day» and the swampy verses setting up the overt blare of the title cut. The oddball number is «Bitch», which takes a roughneck chomp out of Motown. The groove on this number is undeniable, and the grizzled John Corabi dials gloriously into the song’s TEMPTATIONS-forever swing.

Much of «Burn it Down» is thunderous with David Lowy and Doug Aldrich putting on a six-string spectacle, and Marco Mendoza filling this album with one bass quake after another. Like most players who have hung in this band, Deen Castronovo has been damned near everywhere, and his contributions here plow into your ear canals. At times, John Corabi gets lost in the deafening mix, but his scruffy drawling is what a purposefully rambunctious album deserves. THE DEAD DAISIES may be accused of pushing themselves to strain by churning out so much product in so short a time, but with results this confident, the only plausible verdict is to say there’s just no stopping them.



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